Chapter 78 Just to Make Her Smile

Hassan lowered his head, watching Elena immerse herself in excitement, and couldn't help but smile proudly.

"Which one do you like?"

"I like the Shadow! It was mentioned in the previous issues of fashion magazines. At that time, only the CGI images were available, but, I already thought it looked cool. However, the price should be high!"

"It doesn't matter. As long as we place a bet, we have a chance to get it." Hassan called Nabil over.

"Bet on motorcycle number 1."

"One million!"

"Wait!" Elena glanced at the racetrack and picked up the binoculars for another careful look.

Several racers were waving their hands, greeting the audience. Many of the spectators were motorcycle enthusiasts, while others were there for gambling. They were all passionately cheering for their favorite racers, throwing flowers at them. The scene was extremely lively.

Elena put down the binoculars and shrugged helplessly.

"The number one racer isn't doing well, he is very likely to lose."

Hassan picked up the binoculars and took a quick look.

"How confident are you?"

"I'm a hundred percent sure! This racer is nearsighted; he's definitely going to lose!"

"But he's not wearing glasses!"

"...I don't know, I just have a feeling something is off about him. He's very likely to lose. If he does, is there any chance we can get that car?"

"No, the losing cars will be eliminated or sent back to the factory. That's the rule of the race. Only the top three will be auctioned off or kept as a souvenir for the winner!" Nabil added seriously.

"What a pity!"

Elena felt very disappointed. She actually liked the Shadow No.1, and she didn't necessarily hope to obtain it, she just wanted to see her favorite car win.

"Don't worry, it will win!"

Hassan suddenly stood up, revealing a wicked smile on his handsome face. He smoothly took off his suit, threw it to Nabil, and then flexed his chest. "Nabil, bet on this car, one million!"

He leaned down and kissed Elena's forehead. "Darling, you stay here and watch. I'll be back in a bit."

"The race is about to start, where are you going?"

Elena initially didn't know it was a motorcycle race, so she was quite bored. Now that she saw her favorite motorcycle, her excitement surged, fearing that Hassan might quit midway.

Hassan tilted his head, his lips curling mischievously. "Going to do what a man should do!"

After Hassan left, Nabil followed suit, leaving only two bodyguards guarding the door of the VIP room.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the race is about to begin. For those who want to place bets, hurry and choose your motorcycles in the last ten seconds..."

Elena felt anxious. It was about to start, but Hassan hadn't arrived yet. Could it be that he went to negotiate with the organizers to cancel the race for this motorcycle and then buy it himself?

Based on his usual style, he would definitely do something like that.

Looking around again, the sound of the race gun fired, and the motorcycles shot off like arrows.

To Elena's surprise, the number one motorcycle was actually in the lead. She had a feeling that something was off, but she couldn't pinpoint what. The motorcycles behind quickly caught up and soon surpassed the number one motorcycle. They chased after each other like lightning, sometimes overlapping, making it hard to distinguish who was who...

Elena watched; feeling a bit dazzled. Her gaze shifted to the left side of the audience stands, and she saw William again.

At this moment, he was sitting in the audience seat, with a smile on his face.

The audience watched the competition attentively.

The match was in full swing, but Elena had lost interest in watching.

"You two stay here, I'll go to the restroom," Elena instructed the bodyguards, and then walked away.

Inside the lounge of the hall, the clamor of voices was blocked by the glass door as Elena quietly waited. Soon, the white figure of William appeared behind the door. He pushed it open, looked around, and immediately spotted Elena standing in the center of the hall.

"Elena, it's really you!"

William's handsome face lit up with a brilliant smile as he hurriedly approached Elena. "That waiter just now..."

"I asked him to come over!" Elena smiled. "Don't tell me you know many girls surnamed Walker?"

"No, it's just that I didn't expect you to be here. I thought you hadn't returned from England. I visited the Robinson family a few times, hoping to see you, but I was turned away at the door. However, two days ago, I ran into Timothy, and he told me you had returned to the country."

"Yes, I'm sorry! I've been busy lately."

"Elena!" William gazed at her earnestly, his eyes filled with tenderness. His tone became soft and low. "Elena, if you want to cry, I'm here to lend you my shoulder!"

Elena looked at him in astonishment, her breath suddenly becoming painful.

William gently patted her shoulder. "I just found out too. The Robinson family's information is tightly sealed! I got the news from a friend who works at the mental hospital there."

Elena's eyes reddened. If she wasn't Hassan's mistress, if she was William's girlfriend, she would unhesitatingly throw herself into his arms and vent all her grievances and pain.

His slender, fair fingers gently brushed her eye corners.

"Elena, don't be sad! Annie was a good girl, and she will surely be happy in heaven. No matter what happens, you still have me!"

He tenderly, gently embraced her. His gentle voice murmured softly.

"Don't be afraid! I'm here for everything! Whatever happens, I will support you, stand by your side."

Tears welled up in Elena's eyes, streaming down. At this moment, she felt that William's embrace was the warmest place in the world.

She temporarily forgot all the sadness, all the worries, and just wanted to quietly lean on his embrace.

"... I guess my appearance might have disturbed you," a familiar voice sounded.

Elena was startled and quickly escaped from William's embrace.

Looking towards the voice, Timothy, wearing a silver suit, walked towards them from in front of the glass door. Under his gold-rimmed glasses was a refined face, with a faint smile at the corners of his mouth.

His gaze lightly swept over William's face.

"When will you return to City S?"

"Just arrived, Elena. Have you changed boyfriends again?" Timothy asked knowingly, feeling uncomfortable with the sight of them being tightly together just now.

Immediately, Elena's face turned red. "No, Timothy, you misunderstood. We're not like that."

"Timothy, do you need something from Elena?" William was a bit unhappy. He saw something uncomfortable in Timothy's eyes.

When Annie was taken away by the Robinson family, those people injured William. Afterwards, there was no apology or any action, which made William very displeased.

Later, when they encountered Timothy several times in the UK, Timothy's indifferent attitude and keeping him at a distance led to William being blocked by the Robinson family's security guards many times while trying to inquire about Annie's whereabouts.

Combined with Annie's death, William was quite dissatisfied with Timothy, so his tone at this moment was rather harsh.

Timothy ignored William and smiled at Elena. "Elena, I want to talk to you privately for a moment..."

Elena nodded. "William, I'll talk with Timothy alone for a while. You go watch the game, and I'll contact you later."

William frowned slightly, worriedly advising Elena, "Be safe. Call me if anything happens."

"Oh, William, I accidentally lost the phone you gave me last time in the UK. I'm sorry!" William smiled bitterly. "It's okay. I'll buy you another one later."

"No need, goodbye, William!"

Elena waved her hand and turned to leave with Timothy.

"Timothy! Do you need something from me?"

"In a few days, it will be the seventh day since Annie's passing. According to our family's tradition, we will hold a simple prayer for Annie. Since you grew up with Annie since childhood, would you like to join us?"

"I want to go... but!" Elena looked hesitant.

"What are you worried about? Do you have any concerns?" Timothy looked at her tenderly.

At this moment, the broadcast suddenly came on in the stadium, and the announcer's sweet and gentle voice filled every corner.

"Congratulations to Race Car Number One, Shadow, for winning the championship in this competition. Mysterious bettor Miss Walker, who made the highest bet, has won this latest motorcycle. Let's congratulate her..."

This was the broadcast for the whole venue, so Elena could also hear it clearly in the hall. She widened her eyes with excitement!

What was happening? She actually won that motorcycle. How is this possible?

"Elena, you won the prize. Congratulations!" Timothy congratulated her with a smile.

"I actually won!"

Elena jumped up excitedly and happily. It was a completely unexpected surprise. Suddenly, the glass door was kicked open heavily, and a group of people rushed in from behind it. The leader was still wearing a racing suit. His tall figure froze in place when he saw Elena and Timothy happily together, and his anger ignited from the depths of his heart.

For her, he had fought and given it his all on the racetrack. He never imagined that in the blink of an eye, she would run into another man's arms, looking so joyful!

As Elena and Timothy enjoyed themselves, they didn't notice a tall figure rush towards them. His large hand directly grabbed her and pulled her over, his strength causing her to fall into his firm embrace and graze her nose painfully.

After being yelled at so loudly, Elena finally looked up. A thick layer of anger covered Hassan's face.

"Elena!" he roared, "Can you stop being so despicable? Every time I leave, you can't wait to flirt with other men?"

"Let go of me, Timothy and I aren't what you think..." Elena struggled painfully, wanting to escape his grasp, but instead, he grabbed onto her tighter.